Butter Pancake describes the beauty of human nature in a special era. Grandma would rather not eat it than let Xiao Sheng eat. She loved Xiao Sheng so much that she finally starved to death. Grandma didn't touch the butter brought back by dad at all, and the butter returned to her parents' house. My mother finally branded Xiao Sheng with butter and wrote down Xiao Sheng's feelings: the cake is sweet and the tears are salty. Although this story was told by Wang Zengqi in a gentle tone, it used to make people feel so beautiful that I couldn't help crying and my heart was sour.

Butter pancakes have a short ending, which is the crowning touch and shows Xiao Sheng's love and memory for grandma.

Cake is sweet and tears are salty. Because the cake turned into tears, because the tears condensed into cakes, and the cakes and tears were swallowed together, which became the voice of ordinary people.

Jin Yong, white horse whistling west wind

I haven't seen "White Horse Whistling in the West Wind" yet, but I only wrote my own superficial views on the ending paragraph word for word.

This is also the finishing touch.

What can we do? Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. As Li Wenxiu said, "You can't get what you really like in your heart. Even if it is excellent, I don't like it. After all, I don't like it. "

You must read Jin Yong's martial arts novels when you have the opportunity in the future.

Snow country? Kawabata

For Snow Country, I think this ending is probably a natural ending.

After Shimamura entered the Snow Country, everything became innocent, quiet and sad, just like an isolated paradise, and people just lived according to the law. The coldness of the snow country seems to be felt through words. Looking up, you can see that the Milky Way is full of stars. The beauty of these two women, Foal and Ye, is a bit bleak. They are like throwing stones into the lake and rippling in their hearts. How to face hopeless love? They all begged Shimamura to take them out of the mountain village, but they were all explicitly rejected by Shimamura-the biggest sorrow was heart death.

Everything will disappear, everything is in vain, in vain, but she really lived, smiled and cried because of this love, like a naive girl, eager to invest without asking for anything in return. Even a geisha should have the right to love, but she is not free. At last the leaf died, and the foal holding the leaf said that the child was crazy. People shuttled by, separating the island village from the foal. When Shimamura stood firm and raised his head, "the Milky Way seemed to collapse and pour on his heart." This graceful expression is the implicit beauty of oriental literature, just as the most beautiful confession is not "I like you" but "the moonlight is really beautiful tonight"